I saw that some of the humans who were originally traveling with the convoy were gradually mutating. Some of them had hair growing on their bodies, and some of the teeth in their mouths were elongating into animal teeth!
"The art of animal transformation! Well, that guy can increase the savage and bestial part of human souls in the deepest part of their souls! If this continues, these poor people will completely turn into beasts!"
Stringer's advisor recognized this terrifying wild magic, and his screams made the dwarves feel fearful, and some of the unsteady tribesmen also twitched in pain.
"Quick, the rune of hearth and home!" Snorri shouted from a distance. This rune that can arouse people's sense of honor and courage can deal with damage that directly affects the depths of the soul.
Stringer reacted, and he quickly aroused the power of the runes. The alienation of the dwarves stopped, but the strength of the young rune blacksmith was far from enough to compete with the legendary screaming shaman. Those who were not mentally strong
Although the alienation of human beings has been delayed, it is still continuing.
"Do it, Prince! They, these human friends will understand you!" The consultant calmed down and looked at the poor man who had lost his human form, with red eyes and saliva at the corners of his mouth, and he quickly suggested.
"Here, I..." Stringer hesitated, holding up the forging hammer.
"Haha! Little guy, follow your own heart and release your desires!" Malago raised his staff again. This beastman blessed by the Chaos Gods is good at seizing any opportunity to drag his opponent in.
abyss.
"Shut up, noisy crow!" How could Snorri sit and watch it cast a spell? Since activating the Doomsday Anvil was of no use, he could just use a hammer to physically interfere with it.
A Storm Hammer whizzed towards the Crow Father in mid-air. After all, it was still a spell caster and did not dare to directly attack it. It was forced to flap its wings to dodge, interrupting its dirty spell.
"Dwarves, you are a little tougher than the fragile hoofless ones, but so what? You still can't hide from our horns!" Seeing the dwarves entering the narrow valley mouth, Malago simply stopped wasting mana.
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If you prepare in advance, arrange enough foul totems, and have the blessing of the Demonic Rock, Evil Moon, etc., Dark Omen Malago can even twist an entire town into a paradise for beasts at once.
However, the dwarves are naturally resistant to the corruption of Chaos. It comes in a hurry, and the time and place are uncoordinated, so their ability to confuse people is quite limited.
"Charge, I heard the whispers of the gods. The brave ones may be promoted!" Malago waved his staff and spread the grace of the Chaos God on his subordinates.
The grace received by this legendary screaming shaman is not only its wings, but also its deep and unique voice. Its voice seems to reach directly to the depths of the soul. When it chants spells and casts spells, it can make the listener full of energy and speed.
promote.
A large group of beastmen emerged from the depths of the jungle. Their number was almost equal to that of Skaven, but the weakest ones were equal to or slightly higher than clan rats. As Malago cast a spell, these beastmen appeared behind them.
A cloak formed by the power of darkness.
"In the name of Gorok, crush the fools who disobey the gods!" Malago released a high-level wild spell - Gorok Cloak, which greatly enhanced the lethality of his subordinates. This spell originated from the world.
A minotaur, it is said to have the power of a storm.
"Fire! Three-stage shooting method!" Snorri commanded while looking at the charging herd. Due to the narrow entrance to the valley, it was difficult for the long-range troops to fully deploy, so they changed to a different shooting method.
I saw the dwarf shooters lined up in three rows. The first row fired first, then retreated to the back of the team to concentrate on loading ammunition, and then the soldiers in the second row stepped forward to fire. The three rows of tribesmen took turns loading and firing.
, the dense barrage suppressed the beastmen's attack.
In mid-air, Malago watched his large group of men and horses crowded into the narrow valley mouth, being easily harvested by the dwarves from a distance. These guys with fighting desire - that is, those who have reached the peak of animal madness, only have one idea left, that is to rush in.
, and then satisfy his hunger for flesh and blood.
Dark Omen is not a fool, it knows that this dwarf team does not have much food and grass, and as long as they block the valley entrance for three to five days, they will either be forced to break out of the encirclement, or they will collapse without a fight.
But it also knew that it didn't have time to do that. Although it used a trick to throw away the wood elf for a certain distance, the environmentalists were still pursuing it, and the dwarves in the surrounding mountain fortresses might also come to support it.
Thinking of this, it waved the scepter in its hand again!
"Grimnir, Gurmon!"
"The four-armed bull demon, do you also have this thing?"
"Cyclops, be careful!"
As the earth trembled, two behemoths came out. The guy with only one eye on his forehead uprooted a tree and threw it at the dwarves, but it hit the mountain with poor accuracy, shaking the rocks like rain.
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The other one was more straightforward and rushed straight to the entrance of the valley. The four-armed bull demons were originally powerful minotaurs, but their endless hunger twisted and mutated them into savage monsters with multiple arms.
As the monster came closer, Snorri saw that it was scarred and riddled with arrow wounds, some of which were still there. One of its arms was missing, and it was now a literal three-armed bull.
Demon, this may be the reason why Malago did not let it go into battle immediately.
"Fire!" Broxson gave the order directly without Snorri's command. When faced with such a large target, the artillery team did not need to aim at all, and just hit it directly.
The cannon shells and ballistae hit the target accurately, but the effect was really not great. Not to mention the whole arm of the giant beast, the forearm alone was as big as the cannon itself, and the small projectiles could not cause much damage.
The Nagul beast waved its huge arms to pick up several horned beasts from the ground in the shocked eyes of the dwarves, stuffed them into its big mouth and chewed them. As the fresh flesh and blood was taken in, its injuries seemed to
It is getting lighter, and granulations are also emerging from the broken arm.
"boom!"
"Duang!"
The physical brute force directly collided with the iron armor. The iron armor of the Iron Breakers was not much stronger than the crude breastplate of the Bretonnian infantry in front of this giant beast.
They were directly smashed into horrifying arcs by the huge force, and it goes without saying that the bodies wrapped in them were of course unspeakable. Some tribesmen were also swept into the air, and then smashed heavily against the mountain.
Snorri devoted his revival point to the healing effect of Valaya's ritual. A large number of green light balls filled the mouth of the valley. Although the miracle greatly inspired the tribe's desire to fight, Snorri sadly discovered that these lights
The balls are suspended in the air and cannot find their target. They can only heal, not revive.